Paul C. Maybury Jr.

Rain Pie - Poem by Paul C. Maybury Jr.

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Like the man who perpetually misses the train, From searching the sock drawer again and again.The kind who forgets to come out of the rain, The kindly and amiable…scatterbrain.I am a man some would judge less than sane, I beg to differ, and I live in my brain.I’m distant from you, as I’m distant from pain.

So why do I speak to you, why do I try? Have you ever heard me? That sound was my cry.The truth is I’m strange. I can’t bear to lie.I do it of course. I still have to get by.It’s just I can’t bear it. And that’s why I cry.I smile when I do it, so maybe that’s why, you seem to feel no pain, you know, when you lie.